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Wuthering Heights

’Let me take that pipe,’ she said, cautiously advancing
her hand and abstracting it from his mouth.
Before he could attempt to recover it, it was broken,
and behind the fire. He swore at her and seized another.

’Stop,’ she cried, ‘you must listen to me first; and I
can’t speak while those clouds are floating in my face.’
’Will you go to the devil!’ he exclaimed, ferociously,
‘and let me be!’
’No,’ she persisted, ‘I won’t: I can’t tell what to do to
make you talk to me; and you are determined not to
understand. When I call you stupid, I don’t mean
anything: I don’t mean that I despise you. Come, you shall
take notice of me, Hareton: you are my cousin, and you
shall own me.’
’I shall have naught to do wi’ you and your mucky
pride, and your damned mocking tricks!’ he answered. ‘I’ll
go to hell, body and soul, before I look sideways after you
again. Side out o’ t’ gate, now, this minute!’
Catherine frowned, and retreated to the window-seat
chewing her lip, and endeavouring, by humming an
eccentric tune, to conceal a growing tendency to sob.
’You should be friends with your cousin, Mr. Hareton,’
I interrupted, ‘since she repents of her sauciness. It would

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